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Visitors and Jail Cells

"Oh, Rose you're not going to believe this! Come, come quick!"

Rose dashes across the TARDIS to see what The Doctor is talking about. As she sees him standing beside open doors she stares out into the land. Enormous crystals of ice creating an entire planet. Palaces created of the ice shimmer like diamonds as they take over the horizon. Spiraling towers reaching up towards the six vibrant moons shining brightly from what The Doctor says is a mixture of zinc sulfide and phosphorus. The pale blue is striking against the red sky, fire and ice, a meeting captured in a moment so beautiful that it could be awed for a mere lifetime.

"What planet is this?" Rose asks as she stare out, mesmerized by the landscape.

"We are currently standing on the planet of Heccalaparia. Known for an entire planet made out of, well, ice obviously. Home to the Heccialas, a race that's been growing for ah let's see." He glanced around at the architecture, "50,000 years or so. What do you think?" The Doctor looks over at her, hoping she'll like it.

"It's beautiful." Is all the young woman can choke out, too shocked by the sheer image. While she stares out into the scenery, The lad in the pinstriped suit has only eyes for her. He'd give her the universe if he could, and how convenient it was that he had such an ability.

The pair step out into the frozen world where they are immediately met with a gun pointed to their heads. "Blimey, everywhere we go. Just one time I'd like a gun not to be pointed at my skull." Rose says, but a hint of sarcasm laced her voice and The Doctor can't help but smother his smile as he watches Rose do the same. As the young girl looks down at the ground, he stares directly at her face, golden hair sways around in the harsh breeze. While she may be mesmerized by the view of the planet, the only thing he can be truly impressed by is the beauty standing directly next to him. How lucky he felt to hold her hand in his, unfortunately he doesn't know how she feels exactly the same way.

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There is a man in a pinstriped suit with a long overcoat pacing around in a jail cell. There is a woman in denim jeans and a sweatshirt sitting in the corner of that same jail cell. Is the man angry? Of course not. The Doctor has a huge smile on his face as he walks the edges of the room, coat swishing the floor, converse marching along. Is the woman sad? Of course not. She has the same smile, replicating his grin. The Doctor sits next to Rose and takes her hand in his. "How fantastic is this?" He whispers, excitement brimming in his words.

"I wonder what we've been arrested for." The Doctor ponders. "So do I," Rose says with a shrug.

Lucky for the two, someone enters the room right about then. A blue woman, her face is not smooth, it is crystallized. Her hair is white, cut in a short pixie. The brightest shade of blue eyes are staring at Rose and The Doctor, inspecting them, as a long arm reaches out to the girl. She strokes the Girl's cheek, and Rose shivers as a crystal grows on her cheeks, only to fall off a moment later. Some of the woman's primarily blue crystals are pink, and the pink stretches out from her face, backwards, and hold her white hair back in a firm grasp of an ice crown.

"You have been brought to me on the crime of indecency, a male and a female must not interact before their marriage. Your sentence: death." The woman turns to leave the room before a voice stops her, "Oh you're not quite right, no no you're not. There should be no pink on your body. You of all people worried about indecency. Your race doesn't even create it's own marriage ritual for another 600 years. What happened to your kind?" The woman stares at him before responding, "You don't know what you're talking about." "Oh yes I do" The Doctor replies, The woman looks into his eyes, then says, "80 years ago, a man came and cursed me. The pink on my body has grown ever since, the only way to slow it down was to tame my wild species. We have gone from a great race, free, to this, as if we had a leg amputated for punishment. My people have no rights, no freewill, they are merely citizens with jobs and families and nothing more." she sobs quietly.

"We can help." Rose says.

"No, you are to be put to death, I cannot have people of indecency roaming around my kingdom."

"But we aren't," The man interrupts, "We were married just last year." Rose looks at him, he shrugs, and she snuggles right up next to him, he snakes an arm around her waist. "So why are we here?" he demands.

The woman pauses, not sure whether or not to believe the two. "How do I know you're not lying?" The doctor looks at Rose, looks deep into her eyes, as he says, " Would an unmarried couple do this?" He kisses her, crushing her lips to his, and she freezes, shocked. But the gentle lips of The Doctor force a reaction out of the girl and she gently begins to fight back, her lips matching his, perfectly. Running one hand through his wild hair the girl begins to pull away. Thinking that if she kept snogging him she would literally never stop. no. Is the only thought that runs through the doctor's head. "Shouldn't we save that for home sweetie?" Rose asks. "Y-yes of course," The doctor stammers, then leans forward and bites her nose, just a nip. Which causes her to giggle. "Home."

The woman has never seen such displays of affection portrayed by two people, at least, not for the past eighty years, she is flustered, but lets the 'married' couple out of the cell and ensures them a room in the castle if they want one. She also promises to bring their mysterious blue box in the room as well.

"That'd be fantastic." The Doctor murmurs, "Because we have work to do here." He grabs the hand of his companion and they stare right into eachother's eyes, grinning.

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Rose and The Doctor are sitting in a room, their room, presumably. The pair are nervous, both having enjoyed the kiss, both believing that to the other it was just an act. The Doctor is the one who first speaks.

"So back there, we might have to," He pauses, "Do more stuff like that. Just to convince them of course." Maybe to convince you, his thought is unspoken. The girl's face falls, only slightly and The Doctor misses it. "Yeah, of course. Just for the act." I knew he didn't actually feel anything. Stupid me, of course he doesn't feel anything. Why would someone like him want someone like me. The negative words run through Rose's mind as she forces a smile at The Doctor.

Before any action can be taken, so the two can further convince each other that they don't care for each other, when in reality, they do. There are 4 sharp knocks on the door. Rose rises to answer it, she opens the door just a crack. Upon seeing the visitor she slips out of the room and squeals. "Oh my god!" All The Doctor can see is a pair of arms wrapped around her waist, lifting her off the ground.

Jealousy pumps through The Doctor's hearts, all he can think is, why not me.

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